affirmation

This morning, the MOG and the babies and I went out to run a few errands and discovered we were out of gas. Lucky for us, the Japanese expect stupid Americans to be over-procrastinators. That means when the little digital screen reads ∅, it actually means we have an hour or so left to drive around, forgetting what we are looking for off the freeway.

Anyways, we pulled over to get gas and I went in to pay, because here in the ghetto where we live, the FastPay is not such a practical option. I was standing in line, evidently looking very cute, when a young guy- like early 20’s, asks me, “You grown?”

I was like, “What?”

“You a grown woman? You ain’t like a child?”

“Uh, yeah,” I said, laughing a little nervously. “I’m 30 years old.”

“Dang, girl! You look about 17! You gonna have a long, prosperous and beautiful life!”

By this point I am smiling ear to ear and wondering if this guy is some kind of angel.

“Well, hey, thanks!” I said to the guy.

He walked out to his car, telling his friend, “Dang, she looks good!”

MADE. MY. DAY.

Then the clerk guy, a representative of some Middle Eastern country, (I am not savvy enough to know which one), says, “I like you come in here. You always smiling, happy.”

I thanked the guy and then when I am leaving, he says, totally sincerely, “God bless you.”

For real.

We need each other, don’t we? Tell somebody something good today.

(the MOG was like, did you just get hit on? and I don’t really think I did. It was just some kind of joyful affirmation- how very fun)